A/N: Well, my pretties, one Fenton down, 2 more to go!

EDIT: This is the second version of chapter three. I posted one earlier just to throw something out into the world but did so prematurely. After fretting the whole day about it, I went ahead and added and subtracted. Here it is in it's completion.

"Son?" Danny's voice sounded strange to him. It was too raspy, too forced to be his. "I'm NOT your son!" There was that voice again, it was... wrong. It was too filled with anger, hatred, rage, to be his. He wasn't this angry. Sure, he had some teenage angst but, what teenager didn't? He murdered your Dad! Danny balled his fists, the pit in his stomach grew red hot.

"That's," He pointed to the smoking lump of a human that was once full of life "the only one who can call me SON!" He felt every bone and muscle grow taut. He closed his eyes and let his head fall. His father's screams echoing in his ears, the smell of flesh burning his nostrils. His body was quaking, rocking him to the core.

"Danny?" Jazz slowly stood up, wiping tears from her face. She took a tentative step towards him. He didn't respond. She spoke softly, trying to lull him out of this trance. To be honest, it frightened her. She had seen him get angry but this is something she'd never seen. She reached her hand out towards his trembling body, slowly gripping his shoulder. "Danny, it's alright. We're together, that's what he would have wanted." Danny took a few shallow breaths.

"Yes Daniel, that's exactly what he would have wanted," Danny looked up, his glowing green eyes focused on the man speaking, "had the oaf been alive." Something in side of him snapped. It wasn't until Danny was back against the wall that he realized he had gone ghost and tried wailing on Vlad. Obviously, Vlad had the upper hand, taking full advantage of the young halfa's rage and countered the attack. Vlad's arm was pressed against his neck holding him pinned to the wall, an awful glint in his eyes. He could feel Vlad's breath on his face. The feeling made Danny shiver.

"GHOST!" Maddie had jumped to her feet, clutching Jazz to her side. "He's... He's a ghost!" The shock was clear in her voice. Her eyes slowly narrowed. "He's a ghost!" This time her voice was shaking, her fingers gripped Jazz so tightly Jazz was wincing into her grip.

"Mom I-"

"I'm not your mother! Where's Danny, you ectoplasmic monster?!" She reached into her utility belt and pulled out a Fenton thinking Danny phased back into his human half.

"Mom, it's me... I'm... I'm part ghost..." It hadn't been the way Danny was expecting his 'coming out' to be but with Vlad as the ruling dictator of the world, trapping him against the wall, and a Fenton Foamer pointed at him, it seemed like it was a now or never situation. Her eyes welled up, tears threatening to overflow. She shook her head, messy red hair going in every direction.

"No, not my son..." Her knees started to wobble, and her vision was getting blurry.

"Ghosts killed my family!" Danny choked on a sob.

"Mom, please! I'm still your boy, mom. I... I love you!" At that moment a shot was fired. Bright green ectoslime came barreling towards him. Vlad had leapt out of the line of fire mere seconds before they'd get hit giving Danny barely any time to dodge the attack. His mouth hung agape as he dodged several more blasts.

"Mom, stop! It's me, Danny!" He was forced to go ghost, rolling and twisting to avoid each attack.

"Lies! You're nothing but... But a ghost! Ghosts don't have feelings... you... you're not my son! Jazz, go! I already lost two members of my family, I'm not going to lose another!" Jazz was about to protest but the look on Maddie's face was enough to stifle any complaints. She turned to run, turning to face Danny one last time. He had caught sight of Jazz's ashamed face. Why wasn't Jazz defending him? She'd known he was a ghost for two years now. She knew he wasn't any different from the human Danny, just able to fight the bad ghosts easier! Jazz knew this! Why wasn't she defending him!?

"Eat ectoblast ghost scum!" Danny had been hit. He crashed into the ground with a loud groan. It was a direct hit. His mother was much more lethal than his dad. He swallowed a lump. He cupped his hand to the wound on his shoulder and winced. A dark shadow loomed in the background, his eyes narrowed. Vlad. Before he had a chance to charge, his mother jumped out and stood over him pointing the Fenton Foamer directly at him. The machines 'whers' got louder announcing it was almost ready to fire again. He looked past his mom, towards Vlad who was wearing an almost comical look of extreme pleasure.

"I'm sorry, mom." Closing his eyes as he tackled his mother to the ground. The weapon being flung to the side during the impact. Maddie was quick to recover, throwing punch after furious punch at Danny, landing a hit every blow. He brought his hands up and caught her hands, pleading with her to stop. Her response was an elbow to the gut knocking him back a few paces. She lunged towards the Foamer and fired several rounds, hitting Danny twice in the back. Pain surged through his body as several lights popped in his vision. Again he was confronted face to face by his mother. A severe face of pain and anger pushed her features together. Sweat had formed across her forehead, slowly dripping their way down her neck soaking her jumpsuit.

Without thinking, he raised his hands and blasted the weapon out of her hands. The force of his ectoblast had thrown her back much harder than he intended. She stayed down longer than he expected. He must have put too much power into it. He flew to her side, his eyes wide and searching her face. She was still breathing.

"Mom?" Her eyes started to flicker, her body twitched as she slowly became aware of her surroundings again.

"Get off me!" She screamed, her eyes wide with terror. She scrambled to her feet. He held out a hand as he slowly approached her, don't be scared of me, please.

A dark chuckle caught both of their attention. Maddie had jumped at the sudden noise forgetting Vlad was even in the room. "To be completely honest Maddie," His voice was smooth as honey, "It was all young Daniel's idea."

"What? I didn't have any-" Vlad had fired a pink ectoblast at Danny's mouth, forming a nearly indestructible bind around his mouth. He could barely manage a mumble against the binding. Maddie looked from Danny to Vlad. It was obvious she wasn't sure what to expect.

"It was his idea to use electricity," A muffled yell, "His idea for the phone call, staged the whole thing right down to his feigning innocence." Maddie could take no more and turned to flee the room. Danny's mouth may have been bound but the rest of him wasn't. He took off after his mom when a powerful arm knocked him to the floor. Danny jumped up and side kicked Vlad which he easily dodged. Danny ducked right, narrowly avoiding a left hook. The binds on his mouth started to fade, granting him the power of speech again.

"You arrogant,"He threw a punch, "pompous," Side kick, "fruitloop of a man!" right hook. Vlad dodged easily all of the blows, looking rather bored as he did so. His indifference to Danny's taunts and attacks made the brunette even angrier. "This is all your fault!" Another kick was dodged, "It wasn't supposed to end up like this!" He finally landed a blow to Vlad who fell on his back. With a triumphant smirk, Danny walked over to Vlad who seemed to be out cold. Danny's smirk dropped the moment he saw that it wasn't really Vlad. What he had thought was Vlad had slowly started to rumble, then, what appeared like someone was punching it's way out of Vlad's stomach pounded it's way out. A low hissing sound escaping the hole. Danny, who had been expecting another ghost or a fighting machine, peered closer in to see what was in the hole. There was nothing he could see, except a dark shallow hole.

Danny thought he heard a noise and whipped around, the movement made his head spin. The walls were shaking and the floor began to wiggle beneath his feet. He clasped his hands over his head hoping to steady his spinning mind. Three Vlad's walked out of the shadows. Each Vlad boasting two heads on top of his broad shoulders. Danny tried throwing a punch, the movement made him topple over. A large arm held him in a headlock. Danny was dragged across the room, his head getting worse and worse. His stomach started to do flips, a foul taste reaching his mouth.

Vlad moved away from the Fenton who fell to the floor, it had been Vlad holding him up. He tried to stand, vaguely noticed his arms had been chained together. His feet buckled and he toppled back down to the floor, his ears started ringing. He just sat, exhausted. His mind was filled with the buzzing of the machine and his mother renouncing him as her son. His eyes felt heavy, and his stomach was in knots. He tried to shake the tears from his eyes but it only caused them to roll down his cheeks. "Why?"

Vlad turned to face him, "Why , what?"

"Why did they know we were here? You said keep it a secret..." His question came out like a plea, he meant to sound stronger. He was too tired to fight. He was straining to keep his eyes open. He just wanted to sleep until everything was better. Or throw up, whichever one came first.

Vlad stared at the boy's vulnerable position. He could tell Danny wasn't in a condition to fully take in the genius of his workings. "Not now, Badger. You need sleep first."

Danny shook his head, some of the darkness clearing from his vision, the room stilling for a moment. He needed to know, why did they know where to go? How did they find the lab? He titled his head just enough to glare at Vlad, a look of pure determination staring into the red eyes of his captor. Vlad sighed.

"I called them, of course." It took Danny a moment to register what had just been said. He called them? He knew his mother would react that way after he first killed... Tears started to form. That monster. Sleep was slowly edging it's way through him. He had to fight it, he needed answers.

"It.. it was all a trap?"

"Of course, fool! I must say it worked out splendidly," Vlad walked over to Danny, who was struggling to keep his head up. "Your oaf of a father's dead, you turned yourself in to you devastated mother, and got yourself caught up in my invention. I couldn't have wished for a better execution. Now, little badger, let me make myself clear," He leaned in close to Dany, if Danny remembered how to breath, they'd be sharing air, "You're mine,"

The room slowly started to blacken as he slowly slipped away into the unconscious.